[Kuroko's Basketball] Miracle!

Diguang Middle School, Class B, Grade [-]

Having already made the cleaning team list for this week, class leader Masato Shiratori pushed his heavy eyes and finally smiled with satisfaction.

It's just that he suddenly thought of something, and he quickly stood up from the table and strode to the transfer student's desk in the class.

"Student Kise, haven't you finished your club registration form yet?"

looking for me?

Kise Ryota, who was biting the pen holder and resting her chin in a daze, was forced to come back to her senses, her bright yellow eyes narrowed slightly, and the corner of her mouth bent towards him embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, monitor, I really haven't made a choice yet."

What kind of tennis club, volleyball club...every school has these old routines, don't they have some special clubs?

Hey, it looks so boring!

The class monitor remained silent, and the registration form was delayed for a week but was not submitted. It seemed that the new students had no interest in Diguang's club.

It's just that we can't ignore the affairs of the club, "Kose Kise, Teiko's club results directly affect your final score and future schooling status."

"Huh?" Kise Ryo raised her beautiful brows too lightly, "Is there another theory?"

"Yes, this is the tradition of Diguang for a hundred years."

Teiko’s, is it traditional?

"Okay, okay, I understand." Sure enough, I just wrote something casually.

But then again, I will study in Teikoku for two full years, and at least I have to choose a club with a little passion.

First of all, the reading department and the shogi department must pass!It's boring just by looking at the name.

Then, uh...

The swimming club and the kendo club also passed, and I heard that they didn't even make it to the top eight in the national competition.

Kise Ryota scanned all the clubs listed on the paper, and really couldn't pick out which one was more attractive to him.

In desperation, he decided to ask someone he knew better, "Squad leader, has any club in Diguang made it to the top four in the national competition?"

The squad leader immediately replied, "Top four in the country? No."

"Huh, that's really the case." Kise Ryo was too soft to lie down on the table, and she couldn't have much hope at all, so she just filled in the tennis club and forgot.

What he didn't know was that the class monitor had a little habit of finishing a sentence twice when others asked him a question.

Shiratori looked at Kise's sleepy expression, and continued, "There is no top four, but there is a club that won the championship in the national competition last year."

"Huh? And the championship team?!" The boy with bright yellow hair immediately regained his spirits.

Shiratori rubbed his eyes, he didn't know what was going on, he seemed to see a tail wagging behind Kise-san?

Then in the blink of an eye it was gone again.

Pausing for a moment with strange thoughts, Shiratori nodded and said, "It's Teiko's basketball club. There are more than 100 members in the club, but now the main team members are basically fixed, so I personally think that Kise-san will choose the basketball club now." Some are too late. For example, to join the volleyball club, which also achieved good results last year..."

"No! Thank you monitor. I think I know what to fill in. Submit the form in five minutes."

"Ah? Oh, that's good." The squad leader nodded.

No matter what the other party decides, just fill it out and hand it in.

Write your name neatly, and draw a circle with a pencil at the position of the basketball department.

Anyway, all sports are the same to me, I hope this team that has won the championship will not let me down too much.

Well, probably not, it's at the level of a national competition anyway.

The class you belong to: Class B, Grade [-]

Family name: Kise Ryota

Basketball Level: Beginner

"Is this OK? Heh..." Kise Ryota slowly swayed to the monitor's desk while holding the form, and was about to step over to the desk and hand it to him.

It's just—huh?what happened?

There are obviously no obstacles ahead, why do I feel like I've bumped into someone's body?

"Squad leader, that..."

His voice hadn't finished yet, only a strange crisp bass came in without warning.

"Squad leader, these are the school festival materials collected yesterday."

"Uh————!" Shiratori and Kise who were drinking water were shocked at the same time, and even the hairs on their arms stood up uncontrollably.

When did this person show up!

Ghost people? !

The unswallowed water sprayed uncontrollably towards Kise's location.

"Pfft—I, cough cough—that, I'm sorry, Kise-san!" Shiratori took out the handkerchief in his trouser pocket with an apologetic expression.

Kise Ryoto helplessly tugged at the hem of the school uniform, it's fine, and the registration form is also useless.

Shiratori adjusted his glasses seriously, and his eyes widened behind the lenses, "Is... classmate Heizi? Classmate Heizi Tetsuya! Did you come to school today?"

The boy he called Heizi nodded lightly, and said affirmatively, "Yes, the monitor, the teacher also called my name."

Shiratori, "..." Is there any?

Kise, "..." Is there really?

It turned out that it wasn't a ghost man, just a normal person.

Kise Ryota sighed helplessly, returned the handkerchief to Squad Leader Shiratori, and said, "Can you give me another new form? Look, this one is already—"

Shiratori looked at the horrible ball of paper and nodded silently.

No, wait a minute.

"Excuse me, did Kise-san choose the basketball club?"

"Yes." Kise Ryota responded vaguely with his hands in his pockets, wondering where he might borrow dry clothes.

After putting away the handkerchief, Shiratori suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Student Heizi is one of the regular members of the basketball club. If Heizi-san brings Kise-san to the club, then the question of the registration form..."

"Wait! Squad leader, do you think this person is the right candidate?" Kise Ryota pointed to her side in disbelief.

Can such a short person be the main pick of the basketball team——Hey, wait, when will there be no more people?

With my five senses, I didn't notice him leaving at all!

Shiratori was also a little confused about this, "If I remember correctly...it is indeed written like this on the class club information summary sheet."

Of course, the whole class knows that Hei Zizhe is also the main candidate for the school basketball club, maybe he is the only one.

If it wasn't for the fact that he happened to be in charge of statistics, I'm afraid he wouldn't...

Kise Ryota held his forehead, is it really okay to choose the basketball club?

In the end, all doubts turned into a sigh, "Forget it, I know, I will look for classmate Heizi, ask him to take me to the basketball club to find..."

"What are you looking for?" The contradictory but unobtrusive crisp bass came in again.

Kise Ryota, "..."

When did this guy run back?Didn't it just disappear?

At this time, Shiratori had already left his seat and went to the teacher's office to hand in the materials.Because the next section is home economics, most of the students have already gone to the home economics classroom to prepare materials in advance, so there are not many people in the classroom.

That's right, there are obviously not many people, but what is this person's sense of existence?

Kise Ryota shook off her confusion, and quickly returned to her polite yet elegant smile, "The class monitor said that Kuroko is a regular member of the basketball club."

"Yes." Although it has only been five days since he became the main candidate.

"Then, can you ask classmate Heizi to take me to the basketball club to sign up?"

"Yes, please follow me."

The blue-haired boy named Kuroko Tetsuya disappeared again the moment he turned around after speaking, Kise Ryota rubbed his eyes hard, is this a ghost in broad daylight?

He raised his voice in disbelief and called out, "Student Heizi?"

Hei Zizhe also stopped in his tracks, turned his head and blinked with a slightly numb expression, "Yes, I'm here."

Kise Ryota, "Are you... really... here?"

Yes, I'm here.

The beginning of the convergence, the first miracle.